My life has been full of what seems to be paranormal experiences. I will start with the the first one I remember.
I was about 15 and my little sister was 11. My parents had left us home alone for a while. My sister and I did our usual activities when we were home alone. We sat in the living room and listened to music. The living room was the center of the house we lived in. To the left of the living room was the kitchen, a hallway was on the side of the kitchen, and at the end of the hall was my parents room with a bathroom behind it.
We had been listening to music for about an hour when the radio turns down real low. As it turns down, we hear a woman's voice scream from the back of the house where my parent's bathroom is located. Being curious kids, we go investigate. We walked to the bathroom and didn't hear anything. We looked out the window and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. There weren't any people or animals out there. We walked back to the living room, and as soon as we stepped foot on the carpet the radio turned up really loud. I walked over to the radio to turn it down, thinking it was just the radio going out. When I reached my hand out to push the volume button, the radio turned down real low again and we heard a growling sound. Then the volume went back to normal.
About 2 months after that occurance, My mom, my sister, and I were sitting in the living room watching tv. My mom had bought a cake mix and icing. She set it on the counter in the kitchen. While watching tv, we hear a pop sound from the kitchen. My mom and I go investigate. The lid to the icing was off and sitting next to it. I provided a logical explanation and we went back to the living room. When the show we were watching ended, all three of us went to the kitchen to bake the cake. My sister and I were talking and my mom was walking ahead of us. She stopped suddenly and we ran into her. I thought she was playing around and I started laughing. She put her hand out and nodded in the direction of the counter. I turned my attention to the counter and there sat the box of cake mix and the icing. The lid to the icing was now further away, the foil was pulled back and the box of cake mix was lying on its side. We assumed each other was the culprit, but none of us had left the living room since my mom and I investigated the "pop" noise.
When summer rolled around my cousin Christina came to stay a month with us. The second to last night she was with us, she was getting ready for bed and I had already fallen asleep. She said she was cleaning off the bed and she looked over at me and saw me watching her every move. She would move and my eyes would follow her. She said she sat down and looked at me for a while and I just kept staring right back, never blinking. She said my name and I said "no" then I closed my eyes.
The next night we were bringing her home and my mom was in the office, on the computer, chatting with a friend. We walked in to tell her we were ready. Christina went outside to get in the truck, I went to get something out of my room, and then I hear my mom yell for me to come here. I had to walk through the living room, around 2 corners, down a short hallway, past the bathroom and front door, and into the office. I found her standing in front of her computer. She said "I closed everything down on my computer, went to my bedroom to get my purse, came back in here to get the keys, and this was on the screen. Did you do this?" On the screen her chat box was up and the words, "F*** you. Stay away" were typed. The person they were sent to said, "what's going on? What did I do?" I was no where near the computer and my cousin was outside in the truck. The thought of that still freaks my mom out.
There are many more "freaky things" I will write about in a later post.